Chapter 648 Totem, Tao, Buddha

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Time seems to freeze at this moment:

There are bursts of Sanskrit sounds and the room is full of sandalwood.

Hua Jiunan closed his eyes and his body actually floated.

The "Buddha's Sutra of Suppressing Demons" in front of me started to open page by page without any wind.

The above scripture seems to be alive, with countless large and small swastikas surrounding Hua Jiu Di.

His face was no longer the usual elegance, but was filled with boundless majesty.

Behind you are mountains of green pines and roaring dragons; the green pines and giant dragons all exude the "ten thousand feet" of Buddha's light.

It's just that this light is not golden, but has a faint vicissitude in the darkness:

Like an old man in his old age, like a strong man in his twilight years.

At the same time, Wang San, who was far away in the small courtyard, seemed to sense the changes here, frowning and said calmly:

"Nonsense!"

"The day I retire, you will be the emperor. Everything is based on the blood of Yanhuang. If you are not of my race, your heart will be different!"

"Why are all living beings equal?"

After Wang San finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at Hua Jiunan.

Following his movements, the phantom of a giant man with the head of an ox and the body of a man, thousands of miles high, with black flames burning on his body, appeared in the northern sky.

The giant man made the same move as Wang San: pointing in the direction of Hua Jiu Nan.

The originally dim Buddha's light suddenly "burned" like adding fuel to a fire.

Hua Jiunan's eyes suddenly opened, and he raised his hand with "Buddha's light and fierce flames" to his eyes and looked carefully.

"With a heart of benevolence and love, carrying a killing blade..."

"Thank you, Third Uncle, thank you, Monk Wu Xin, I have enlightened you!"

Then all the visions disappeared, and Xiao Wuxin fainted with a groan in Hua Jiunan's arms.

Chen Daji, Qi Baijia and others who were attracted by the movement and witnessed everything were so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.

“Boss, boss, you, have you become an immortal?!!”

Chen Daji stretched out his hand to touch Hua Jiunan out of fear, and breathed a long sigh of relief when he felt that the other person was still a "human".

"Eighth Master, if the boss becomes an immortal, will he run away?"

Chang Baye nodded stupidly.

"That is required!"

"Not only can Mr. Ba fly, but I can also ascend to the sky with Mr. Ba. It's so awesome!"

Thinking of the bright prospects in the future, Mr. Chang couldn't help but feel happy.

Hey, the big worm is so happy to have an owner!

Seeing the changed Hua Jiu Nan, Qi Baijia couldn't help but suffer from occupational diseases.

As soon as he took out the compass and closed his eyes to deduce, his face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

After being backlashed, Qi Baijia's originally gray and white temples instantly turned pale.

Even the goatee.

Chen Daji and Zhao Fei quickly supported him.

"Uncle Qi, what's wrong with you? Are you choking?!"

Qi Baijia couldn't say anything but waved his hands repeatedly and looked at Hua Jiunan with even more respect.

After a moment, he smiled bitterly.

"Killed all the millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword on his waist was still bloody. The mountain monk didn't know the hero, so he only asked Xiaoxiao for his name."

"The old Taoist is ignorant and foolish, trying to speculate on Your Majesty, which offends... Mr. Chu, please forgive me!"

Hua Jiunan handed over Wu Xin to Zhao Fei. Just as he was about to help Qi Baijia to salute, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.

Although Chen Daji is bow-legged, he can "flip" very quickly.

He laughed after opening the door.

"Oh, it's Uncle Wu. You came so fast!"

The purple-robed Taoist Wu Yongming's true body is more elegant and elegant than the dharma body transformed from the paper crane.

In terms of temperament, he is on par with Hu Qingshan, the head of the Hu family.

You must know that before the emergence of the Nine Difficulties of China, the Hu family in the North Country represented the highest achievement of Chumaxian.

The head of the Hu family is the most outstanding person among them.

Although Wu Yongming is purple, he is only one of the twelve enshrined in the special department of China.

This shows how profound the Taoist heritage is.

If we add those hidden beings, or the leaders of various religions and land gods...

In addition to birth and feet, this is the reason why Chuma Xian is not accepted in the eyes of Buddhism and Taoism.

Looking back on those days, Gray Lao Liu sacrificed the lives of nearly a thousand people for the most basic cultivation method!

Wu Yongming, who was invited in by Chen Daji, was just about to speak when he suddenly felt the change in Hua Jiunan.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and solemnly saluted with raised palms.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

"I congratulate Master Hua, the director of Taoism and Buddhism, for the totem fire will always be bright!"

"In this way, we will have a better grasp when we go deep into Liangzhu!"

Hua Jiunan stood up to welcome Wu Yongming to sit down, and poured half a cup of hot tea with his own hands.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Wu."

"As a late learner, I will ask you for advice more in the future."

Chen Daji, who was already short-tempered and worried about his father, asked.

"Uncle Wu, have you brought your 'pass'? Can we go in and take a look?!"

Wu Yongming nodded repeatedly: "Bring it, bring it!"

"Juzi, we can leave at any time."

"Then what are you waiting for! Let's change clothes quickly and save dad!"

After everyone set off, the injured Qi Baijia was left to take care of the unconscious Wu Xin, while the others headed towards Liangzhu "fully armed".

They had just left for a few hours when Qi Baijia suddenly noticed that Wu Xin showed pain on his face, and then his whole body suddenly ignited with black flames.

A thousand-year-old temple loomed in the flames, and blood surged inside the temple.

At the same time, the bronze mask hanging on Wu Xin's chest began to shed tears of blood.

"How could this happen!" Qi Baijia was shocked.